Greetings from the owner of the cat.
Getting into something is my destiny. and :)
I walk through the forest of my labs and wait for a girl. At this point, a kind of crendel with a baseball beat comes in and begins to squeeze the line to my dog’s horns. I intercept a more convenient guide, they can be blocked and removed if I am interested in "what you need. The man" He puts a photo under my nose and explains that his wife was bitten by a dog in the park! He is looking for this dog. They begin to explain that I don't have dogs - I have Labradors, they don't bite, tested many times. In short, my favorite (as always on time) fits in the photo and we learn three things: 1) We are fools! This is a human bite. Someone has a horn.
The guy stabbed for a while. Then he takes the nearest labrador, who looks at all this with complete indifference and bites himself by his leg! He compares tracks and strives toward the horizon with the scream of the "nu fox!"Hepping.